Love Crimes

Great! I love it! Beautiful! -(CAMERA CLICKS)

I like it. Move over there.

Lose the cigarette.

-Cigarette? -Yeah, lose the cigarette.

All right.

Mr. Hanover could you please count to three,

so I'm ready when you take the next picture?

David, call me David.

You're scaring me.

-I need that look. -What look?

That look!

Great! That's it, wonderful.

Now, lose the sheet, Colleen.

Lose the sheet. Lose the sheet! Lose the sheet!

-Great, that's wonderful. -(GASPS)

That's it, great. Hold it. That's it.

Beautiful! Now, put your hand over your head.

I can't. Can we do it another way, please?

Don't be such a little girl, put your hand over your head.

Beautiful! Wonderful! Great!

Fabulous! Great! That's it!

Beautiful! Beautiful! Great!

That's great! That's it! Beautiful!

Oh, yes!

That's great!

Wonderful!

That's exactly what I wanted. Beautiful.

-(SOBBING) -You were wonderful.

You were great. You look great, honestly.

You were great.

Want to see how hard I make you?

I've got a nice mouth for you, honey.

Forty bucks, honey, 40 bucks.

Anything you want, baby.

I've got something down here, for you, honey.

Hi!

Oh, shit. Oh, damn.

-Come on, let's get out of here. -Shit.

Move over. Come on. I'm getting out.

-You having a good night? -I'm not...

Hey, come on let me see.

Let me see it. Give me that.

What, you got to be kidding.

-That's all you got? Hey, didn't you're mama teach you some manners?

Yeah, see man, we ain't got shit, so why don't you just leave us alone?

Looks like we're gonna have to work something out.

-Come on. Let's go, come on. -Hey, you're gonna to pay me money for this, or what?

Move it!

Get around here. What the fuck are you doing?

Come on, honey. What are you...

Shut up! Ow!

Go on.

Uh-oh. We've got company.

Can't handle all of them.

Where are you? We're around the back.

Get down, where you belong.

-(RADIO HISSING) -Shit, he's pulling on the fucking wire, let's go!

Wait! We don't have enough on tape yet.

Hey!

What do you think you're... What are you doing?

-(STATIC) -(INDISTINCT TALKING FROM RADIO)

Oh... You're hurting me.

Swallow me, honey.

Come on, we got him.

Police! Police!

Don't move!

Police! Police! You're under arrest!

-You okay? -Yeah, yeah. You?

Yeah.

-Who the fuck are you? -District Attorney, asshole!

You piece of shit!

Shit! You a cop too?

Yeah, ain't justice a bitch?

Miss Greenway, what do you want me to do with the others?

-Arrest them. -For what?

Aiding and abetting.

Let's go, now!

Yo, Dana!

-What took you so long? -The wire went out.

I wanted to get him on a felony and I needed it on tape.

Wait! Wait! Wait! Wait a minute!

The wire went out, so you fucking waited?

You really are a piece of work, you know that?

-Can we talk about this later? -When do you want to talk about it?

That was my ass on the line back there, not yours!

A conviction is more important to you than anything, isn't it?

That's not true, you're important to me.

Shit!

Charnoff wants to know what you want to about Bailey.

Tell Charnoff where he can shove it.

Simmons is up for parole in three weeks.

No way Simmons gets parole.

We go for a stop.

-Tuesday you've got the reception at the Swan... -Feel the chill!

I don't think I'm going to win "Miss Popularity" this year.

I'd still vote for you.

-Miss Greenway, he wants to see you. -Later.

He said right now.

-Yeah? -I got a call from the commissioner.

We have to make a deal on all the cops except for Riggs.

Two of the cops never got out of the patrol car,

and you can't prove that the third one knew what was going on.

Yes I can. I have it on tape.

This goes beyond Internal Affairs, Stanton.

-Those cops broke the law. -They're putting pressure on me to censor you.

For what? Doing my job?

For going out on these busts.

Nobody else in the department does it. It's not your job. Its police work.

I get fifty per cent more convictions, when I'm at the arrest.

It's pissing people off and...

Well, your double standard is pissing me off!

The police said they didn't know who he was, so there was nothing they could do.

Colleen, did he force you to pose for him?

No. He said the pictures were for Vogue magazine.

Well, did you let him know that you didn't want to pose nude?

Yes, I said I didn't want to, but he scared me.

He made me wear this sheet, which was all right.

And then he ripped it off and I was just standing there naked.

Colleen, you seem sure that you had sex with this guy against your will.

If he'd been the real David Hanover, would everything be all right?

I don't know.

When did you realize he wasn't?

I called the number on his business card after he left.

I understand how you feel if that's any consolation.

But impersonating someone for sexual gain is not against the law.

I'm really sorry.

The David Hanover?

-You know my work? -Who doesn't?

I think you'd make a wonderful subject.

Will you pose for me?

Let's have a look at these.

This isn't working out. I don't know who I'm kidding.

Look, I'm sorry. Give me a chance. I've never done this before.

-That's pretty obvious. -I don't know what you want.

I want you, Hannah.

I don't want you acting like a model.

-Just tell me what to do. -Okay.

-You trust me? -Yeah.

Well, okay.

Now, you're tall. I'm tall. We have a tendency to stoop.

I want you to stop stooping.

Okay? Open up those shoulders, at least.

That's it! Look. Great.

Open up some more. That's more like it. Now we're talking.

That's it! Give me that smile. Great!

Great! I like it! That's more like it.

-You got it. -You're scaring me!

You're scaring yourself.

-Please, stop pushing me! -Great! Wonderful.

-Wait! -That's the one. Almost there.

-(WATER RUNNING) -That's it, God, you're beautiful.

-Beautiful, beautiful. -(HANNAH SHOUTING)

Maria!

-I know I'm a selfish, cruel, heartless... -Inconsiderate.

-Inconsiderate bitch. -Mmm-hmm.

But it's so you have someone to criticize.

I do it to make you look good.

-Maria, you're my best friend. -I'm you're only friend.

So you'd be the last person I'd want to hurt.

Please forgive me, I'm really sorry.

-Please? -Okay.

Next time, you be the hooker and I'll stay in the van.

-What is this? -Your first boxing lesson.

Look, you can't be afraid of getting hit.

'Cause if you are, you're going to restrict yourself.

Boxing is like a primitive dance.

And like every dance, it's about timing.

Sorry, I wasn't ready.

You have to get inside your opponents mind and know what he's going to do,

a split second before he executes.

Now, whether you're on the offense or the defense.

Get him to go for your feints.

That way you stay in control of the flow in the ring.

Got to be like a cobra, you got to be in and out

and mesmerize your opponent.

-Hypnotize him and then make your move. -Okay.

It's a choreography of arm movement.

One, two, get your arm straight,

-get the other up. -Uh-huh.

-Close, let your arms go... Johnny, phone!

-Okay, rest. -Okay. Okay.

Is there anything else you'd like?

Some chocolate croissants?

Stuffed animal?

Something illegal? Magic Fingers?

-Champagne, perhaps? -Mmm. Champagne.

Champagne it is. Where's your nearest store?

-About half a mile down the road. -Right.

Here, take my car.

Okay.

Hurry back.

What do you reckon, George?

Twenty-five hundred.

You'll get four for it.

You must have shit for brains, I said twenty-five hundred.

-All right, it's a deal. -You got papers?

-Have I ever let you down before? -Shit.

Anne, you're charging him with sexual assault,

did you let him know you didn't want to have sex with him?

Well, no, not really.